Drake gets a little help from Lil Wayne as he starts round five of the ongoing feud between he and Jay Z. The Canadian rapper fires back at Jay in Lil Wayne’s new song ‘Believe Me’ and man are these lyrics hot.
Drizzy let’s it fly when he says on Wayne’s track:
“I’ve been talking shit light, you don’t wanna hear me trip
God damn, do ya’ll really know who you f**kin with?”
CHECK OUT THE FULL LYRICS BELOW:
I’m the only one that get the job done
I don’t know a n****a that can cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my days
And she might say she love me, she don’t love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I’m that n****a, boy they love me in the streets
I’m not tryna find nobody else to beat
I’m the one they come to see because they all
Believe me
Yea, uh, real, real
It’s been me and Young Tune off the rip
That’s the man that put me in this s**t
If a n****a f**k with him, I’ll put him down quick
Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique
I’ve been takin’ s**t light, you don’t wanna hear me trip
God damn, do y’all really know who you f**kin’ with?
Yeah, I mean you can’t blame me for wonderin’
Doesn’t matter, could be winter or the summer
On the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don’t f**kin’ miss
Yeah, Stunna and Mack know
When Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our back
And I was snappin’ off on every single track though
Collect call from the boss like where we at though
I was like, “Hah, it’s our time, n****a”
He left Rikers in a Phantom, that’s my n****a
And I’ve been rockin’ with the team, the Carter nine
And we YMCMB, waitin’ on somebody to try us, n****a
Yeah
Lord knows I’ll murk one of these n****a, yeah
His and hers Ferraris, n****a
One for me, one for my daughter, n****a
Waitin’ for someone to test me like a Harvard n****a
I tote a 223, two Michael Jordans, n****a
Come and fight these shell cases like a lawyer, n****a
Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, n****a
Out of duct tape so when he prayin, I ignore the n****a
All I gotta say is sayonara, n****a
Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain’t dyin’ for a n****a
Where the real queens at? Shout out to Pone and Noreaga
We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later
Diamonds in my Rollie face, cannot be exfoliated
They think I’m associated, I’m the one that orchestrated
Yayo get her a** whipped, whip that a** like horses racin’
Ain’t ’bout what you walk away from, it’s ’bout what you walk away with
Dead presidents, them coffins bankin’
I’ma be doin’ somethin’ Had to get it popping off the rip
Rich young n****a that ain’t never had to trick
Slim Thug flow but you know I like em thick
If she get a job at DOA I drop her off a tip
I had to get it popping off the rip
I’m the one they tell ya been repping in the 6
Come into the city and ya n****as get to tripping?
We’ll take ya to the Scarborough bluff and drop you off a cliff
Well damn… just be happy for the man
Nirvana, Coldplay n****a got bands
Ink from the money got it all over my hands
Goin’ out to Houston spendin’ of my advance
V Live just took me for a cheque
“Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt”
Yes right now you are looking at the best
M*******k award shows and m*******k the press like that!
M*******k the rest
When they jumped off the porch, I was stormin’ up the steps
I get what I collect before I give her my connect
It’d be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweat
One finger… slidin’ ‘cross my neck
N****as know what that mean like they deaf
N****a I’ll fire this nina like it’s her first day
On the job and the b***h overslept
Tune stay humble, like I’m a king
Need a horn and a drumroll
They throw m*********n’ roses at my feet, n****a
I don’t step on one road
I’m the only one that get the job done
I don’t know a n****a that can cover for me
Tape a couple kilos to the b***h stomach
She look like she got a bun in the oven from me
Preheat… believe me
All you gotta do is pay me every week
I had these b*****s havin’ babies every week
I’m the n****a, see me skatin’ in the streets
Gone
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